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Grace's POV.
'Grace'' he whispers as his finger touches every inch of my skin, getting to know me. as I'm some old lost object he was looking for. ''Grace tell me no one touched you while you were away'' he desperately asks and I sense his tongue going down on my chest, his smarty finger unbuckling my short. '' tell me no one had you so desperate in need of this kind of attention, I should be the only one giving them to you' as my shorts go down, he arches on me again and I feel his tattooed skin burning on mine, his sweat wetting my chest. The metal of his necklace rubbing against mine.
''Tell me Grace. Tell me you're untouched. You're mine to taste a love, I ... I could kill the man who will ever get the chance to even think of possessing you the way I'm doing it right now.''
I move my fingers to the center of my bra and unclasp it, taking it off as he widens his eyes for my gesture. I grin and make it rock in front of his eyes.
'' You need to discover it yourself'' I play with him and he hungrily tosses the bra away from my hands, smashing his feverish mouth to mine.
A quick kiss before pointing his knees on the duvet an work on his belt. I watch as he takes the belt out and follow every movement, feeling already the taste of his skin in my mouth. Is it this so wrong in the end? love is never simple but what we're doing is a bit fucked.
We have been distance even for more time that this still, nothing ever felt as good as now.
It's not just like drinking after a very long walk under the sun, it's more satisfactory, it's like seeing the result of a thing you have been working on for years. like a dream you have achieved, even as little as it could be, for you it means the world and you know, looking down at this dream, that you will do anything to keep it safe from cheaters.
His pants go down and I lift my body on my elbow. An evil smirk creeps on his face as his hands covers my thighs, I giggle, already knowing what he will do. He spreads my legs and I delicately caress his hair before letting him pull down my panties.
He kisses my sides, my belly bottom making me so crazy that I think I'm going to burn but then, softly, his lips meet my entrance and I start. Harry kisses my lower body, almost making love with it as he eventually decides to have mercy and slide his tongue inside of me. he bites me and I gasp for the feeling.
''You're so wet little girl. so wet that I'm going to quench my thirst with you'' he whispers and I rub my hands to my face. I raise a leg and caress his cheek with the inner of my thigh, he giggles and kisses it making his way up back to the centre of my pleasure.
''Harry.'' I scream without really knowing how to control myself.
His hands keep me steady as I try to raise my body and meet him half way only to have him go deeper and deeper, my climax is so close that I feel it perfectly overwhelming my inhibitions and force me to surrender.
